Knife in my back
Bullet in my head
But it's not over
I'm still not dead
My stomach feels like lead
But anger will carry me on
Nothing left but a hole in the wall
And a empty feeling inside
I am back in darkness
No friends to help me through
No one to talk to
I guess nothing's new
The snake that is my soul
Leaves sorrow in its wake
If words mean more than actions
This girl is gonna break
Broken words in a empty can
Broken hearts lying on the floor
More pain flying through the door
All the loving words thrown into the frying pan
 DarkShadow3 · Thu Feb 02, 2006 @ 10:54pm · 7 Comments |
